Everyone looked at the head of the Buddha and saw a figure dancing like a blue butterfly. It was Zhao Ya, who was regarded as the clone of Mister Peacock and the symbol of Jinxiu Villa.
Zhao Ya wore a thin layer of makeup and her black hair was tied up in a butterfly bun. Her white and slender neck and her blue dress complemented each other, which made her look more dignified and elegant.
When she appeared, it was noon. The noon sun poured down from the clouds, as if plated the Lingyun Mountain Buddha with a layer of golden Buddha Aura. The Buddha bathed in the halo looked more dignified and dignified. A ray of sunlight shone on the Heavenly Book Rock in the cave of the Buddha's heart and suddenly changed again.
The Heavenly Book Rock seemed to be awakened by the sun after thousands of years of silence. It shone brightly and refracted the sunlight. In front of the Buddha, a giant book shadow was projected on the river.
The book was formed by the gathering of golden light. It was translucent and shone brightly. It looked mysterious and dignified.
Compared to it, the ships on both sides seemed small. People could not help but admire the wonders of heaven and earth. Ying Feiyang only felt the power of the Heavenly Book in his body was faintly moving, as if attracted by the book in front of him. After looking at Ling Xin, he knew that she felt the same.
After the shock, Hu Li said to Zhao Ya, "It's better to come at the right time than to come early. Lord Zhao has just arrived and the day has arrived. But, why didn't Mister Peacock and Lord Zhao come together?"
Zhao Ya said condescendingly, "I came to tell everyone that Mister is now wandering outside. He will not come for the battle of the Heavenly Book."
As soon as this was said, everyone started to discuss. Ying Feiyang was even more suspicious. That day, Mister Ling clearly wanted to seize the Heavenly Book. Why would he wander far away when the Heavenly Book appeared? He could not help but ask, "Lord Zhao? May I ask where Mister went? "
Zhao Ya glanced at him from afar and said, "With Mister's ability, you can go anywhere you want."
Seeing that Zhao Ya did not answer directly, Su Miaoyin asked again, "Where is the Heavenly Book? That day, Mister wanted to compete with us for the Heavenly Book. Are you not interested now?"
Zhao Ya stroked her hair and chuckled, "Everything in the world is like this. Because it is lost and cannot be grasped, it is precious. But if one day you think it through, it is just a trace of melancholy and a touch of helplessness. Finally, it becomes a chuckle and you are relieved."
While Ying Feiyang was still suspicious, he suddenly heard someone shouting from the opposite side: "What you said is very mysterious, but who knows if Young Master Ling is hiding on purpose, waiting for us to fight and then come out to reap the benefits?"
Of Mister Ling and said, "Mister Of Ling of Mister Mister Ling. Mister is not. Mister Ling of Mister Ling. You are not. Mister is Mister.
Then, Zhao Ya did not stay any longer. She turned around and said, "That's all I have to say. I will leave the Heavenly Book to you. But remember, do not disturb Jinxiu Villa. Otherwise, when Mister Ling comes back, he will take them back."
After that, the blue light spots behind Zhao Ya converged into the shape of butterfly wings. The wings fluttered and flew away, leaving the people looking at each other …
"Mister Ling does not care about the battle for the Heavenly Book. Although there is one less variable, it will do us more harm than good … But, why does Mister Ling want to travel at this stage?" Ying Feiyang thought to himself as he watched Zhao Ya's silhouette disappear into the distance. Suddenly, he heard a high-pitched bird cry. It was loud and vigorous, like the clouds in the sky.
"Mister Ling will not play with you. How about I take his place?" Accompanied by a loud sound, everyone felt the light suddenly dim for a moment, as if a giant wing that covered the sky had swept across the sky, but when they looked up, there was only the scorching sun in the sky. Most people thought it was an illusion, but then they saw that where Zhao Ya had been standing, another figure seemed to have appeared out of thin air, standing in the wind.
"It's Lu Tianlan! He's here too? "Ying Feiyang said in surprise.
The newcomer was tall and thin. Although he was dressed like a shabby Jianghu man, he had an unrestrained temperament. It was Lu Tianlan, the 'Cloudy Sky'.
"Lu Tianlan, how dare you come. Return my Void Mirror!"
"You can't run away today since you stole my Exquisite Pearl!"
With Lu Tianlan's reputation as the head of the bandits, he was immediately beaten up by everyone. The crowd was in an uproar.
"Cough, cough!" However, there was another cough. Although it was not loud, it covered the noise. The people who were noisy just now saw the source of the cough and immediately fell silent.
"Fifth Brother, what are you doing here?" Although the Lion King was old, he was still intimidating. The person who spoke was the former leader of the Seven Villains and the master of the three Chiefs of War.
Lu Tianlan said indifferently, "I've always been curious. What would it taste like to swallow a treasure like the Heavenly Book? That's why I'm here! "
Ying Feiyang knew that Lu Tianlan cultivated the Glazed Body of Thousand Treasures. He could improve his cultivation by swallowing treasures. His purpose of coming here was obvious.
His Master's face immediately darkened and he said, "Fifth Brother, listen to my advice. Don't get involved in this mess. The battle for the Heavenly Book has nothing to do with you!"
However, Lu Tianlan laughed again and said, "You're wrong, Big Brother. The battle for the Heavenly Book is not only related to me but also indispensable!" As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Tianlan raised his palm and a bird's cry that shook the mountains and rivers was heard. A huge mass of golden air came out of his body like a big bird flapping its wings and flew into the illusion of the Heavenly Book on the river.
In an instant, patterns appeared on the cover of the book. Fluorescent light flashed and pieced together to form a mysterious pattern. On the upper left corner of the book, there was a pattern of a mountain of unknown height. A golden-winged Roc was perched on the mountain peak, spreading its huge wings.
"Garuda!" Ying Feiyang blurted out. The giant bird with wings that could cover the sky was Garuda of the Eight Tribes. The missing Garuda Heavenly Book had fallen on Lu Tianlan.
"Why does it have to be him? Another variable!" Su Miaoyin's expression changed when she saw this.
"See, Big Brother? Can you still say that the battle for the Heavenly Book has nothing to do with me?" Lu Tianlan seemed to be very satisfied with everyone's surprise. He then urged, "I've already taken the lead. Where are the other Heavenly Book hosts? Why are you still hiding? The time has come. Hurry up! "
"Ha, Pirate Leader Lu, why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you listen to me play a song? Calm your heart and focus!" Since Lu Tianlan had invited him, Xu Tingxian did not hide anymore. He flicked his finger, and a clear and gentle melody came out. It blended in with the sound of the quiet flowing water. It was natural, peaceful, and distant. For a moment, the two armies confronted each other. The murderous atmosphere seemed to have dissipated. Following the vibration of the sound waves, a Music God with a horn on his head appeared at the bottom of the Heavenly Book's projection. He closed his eyes and played a musical instrument. It was Kinnara of the Eight Tribes.
"Decadent music, I don't care if you don't listen!" However, a battle roar suddenly sounded, dispersing the melodious sound of the zither. Xue Wanlu, the Asura Daoist Master, lifted his spear and stepped onto the head of the ship that was shaped like a fierce beast. He waved the Destruction Spear in his hand, and a bloody and murderous spear ray pierced through the air. It shot out with a whistling sound. The murderous spirit of the weapon spread along with the sound waves, and the calm river water surged again.
The scarlet red aura pierced through the illusion of the Heavenly Book. The cover of the book seemed to be dyed red. A sea of blood flowed, and the devilishly handsome Asura King walked out from the sea of blood!
However, the strength of the spear ray did not diminish. It continued forward, heading straight for Xu Tingxian.
Feeling the sharp aura approaching, Xu Tingxian lightly plucked the bowstring and was on guard. However, he suddenly saw the spear ray draw a beautiful arc like a blood swallow. It brushed past the top of Xu Tingxian's head and crashed into the mast of the ship.
Xu Tingxian did not expect the direction of the spear ray to change, and his reaction was a moment too slow. He heard a cracking sound, and the mast actually broke in the middle and collapsed.
Although breaking the mast didn't have any real meaning, it was a slap to the face of the righteous path.
"Haha, the one playing the song, don't blame me. I didn't hold it firmly and used a bit too much strength!" Xue Wanlu said proudly.
Seeing that the Asura Daoist Master had revealed his hand, the Asura Daoists were greatly excited. They were about to laugh out loud, but before they could laugh out loud, they suddenly felt two forces pass through the huge Heavenly Book in front of them and rush towards them!
Ying Feiyang had always been one to lose in battle, but not in spirit. Seeing that Xu Tingxian was at a disadvantage, he did not hesitate and took advantage of the other party's reaction to retaliate.
As he spoke, a sword ray shot into the sky. The Sever Formula split the river and the waves, and a strike that contained the power of the Heavenly Book pierced through the illusions of the Heavenly Book and headed straight for Xue Wanlu.
Although Goddess Ling Xin did not like to fight based on personal feelings, when she saw Ying Feiyang make a move, she understood tacitly. She waved a majestic palm to attack Xue Wanlu.
"Be careful, Sect Master!" Seeing that the palm force and sword qi were about to arrive, Xue Qianqiu was afraid that the Sect Master would be in danger. He rushed forward and used his Asura Battle Qi to punch out. Asura Dōjin was actually the number one expert of the righteous path. With a boom, boundless ferocious qi swept out. The palm force of the Goddess was forcibly blocked by him.
As for Xue Wanlu, he faced the incoming sword qi and snorted coldly. The blood spear trembled, and like a dancing flood dragon, it swept out in all directions with the force of ghosts wailing and gods howling.
The straight sword qi, the sweeping spear ray. A crisscrossed cross appeared on the river, and a cross-shaped water screen exploded.
After the clash, the sword qi disappeared. Xue Wanlu stood at the bow of the boat, unmoved by the wind. He snorted coldly and said, "With just you?"
He had fought with Ying Feiyang many times, so he naturally knew Ying Feiyang's strength. As for the rest of the Six Paths, when they saw that Goddess and Ying Feiyang's attacks had all been blocked, they finally reacted. They jeered, "With just the two of you, you want to challenge the Sect Master of the Blood Path?"
"Ants trying to shake a tree. You overestimate your own strength!"
Xue Wanlu was quite proud of being praised by others. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that there was nothing under his feet, and he lost his footing. His well-honed battle instincts caused him to immediately retreat.
Then, where he was originally standing, the ferocious beast-shaped head of the boat, the steel shell that wrapped around it was now peeling off. The wood inside was like cotton, and the entire head of the boat had disintegrated just like that.
The flattery stopped abruptly, and Xue Wanlu's expression changed. Many people also saw the clues. Ying Feiyang's sharp slash actually had a hidden gentleness, which seeped into Xue Wanlu's feet and destroyed the head of the boat. An eye for an eye, he had saved the face of the righteous path.
"How is this possible! He doesn't have that ability. " Xue Wanlu found it hard to believe, and then his embarrassment turned into anger. He was sure that Ying Feiyang was just lucky. He gripped the Destruction Spear in his hand tightly, wanting to get back his face.
However, Xue Qianqiu was a step ahead and pressed down on his hand, saying, "Sect Master, don't be rash."
On the other side, Ying Feiyang smiled and pointed at the Heavenly Book mirror image, saying, "Yes, Sect Master, don't be rash. I just did the same thing as you, and I used a little more strength."
On the Heavenly Book, there were suddenly three more images. At the top, there were clouds, and on the thunder and lightning throne, there was a god sitting, looking down on the world. Behind the throne, there was the shadow of a dragon breathing clouds and spitting out mist. At the bottom, there was a ferocious-looking evil spirit holding a trident, drinking the blood of the blood sea.
The frivolous and provocative words only made Xue Wanlu even angrier. His eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes seemed like they could spit out flames. He was about to go up and fight with Ying Feiyang. Xue Qianqiu could only use more strength to pull him back. He whispered in his ear, "Sect Master, don't forget your mission. Whether we win or lose this battle, it all depends on you!"
Hearing this, Xue Wanlu gritted his teeth and angrily shook off his uncle's hand. However, he only stood where he was and did not go up.
Lu Tianlan was watching the show, and she grinned. "This side is right. If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities! And that brat, he actually has the power of two Heavenly Books. He really is a guy who eats too much! "
Then, she looked down at everyone and said, "Hurry up, hurry up. Of the eight groups, six have appeared. Who else wants to come out!"
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